Hope – Void Thoughts

New Day #FictionMonday

May 16, 2023

The setting sun must be in pain, she thought, else why would it scatter so much hues of red, orange, and pink frantically. It must be leaving only because it had to although it never wants to. Else why would the sun, burning all through the day end up painting the sky in various shades … More New Day #FictionMonday

Color of Hope #WordlessWednesday 59 #ThursdayTreeLove

February 28, 2019

Bright like the sun, Blooms of the spring, Smell of the fresh morning air, Light as a feather, Hope finds its way, In many disguises, Filling this mind so weary, With thoughts so cheery, Clearing the clutter so dreary, Another day to embark. Linking with Esha and Natasha for #WordlessWednesday & Parul for #ThursdayTreeLove.